OMG!!! gay porn!!!

I admit it. I like porn. I'm not a downloading crazed porn maniac, though I do download some. From time to time people will send me a link to follow or JPGs or something other that gets me to a *FUN* site... I have my own particular likes and dislikes, and I like porn from the straight, gay, bi, hardcore, softcore classes. So, to get back to the point... I like porn.

I downloaded a 50MB file the other day while I was looking for some Windows software I needed to fix a neighbor's PC. It was there and it had some silly name like *BEST EVER GAY PORN* and I was bored. Well, it was the best short-clip porn I have ever seen. Holy fuck, my chin must have hit the floor! Two young men, I'd say mid-twenties-ish, who would get a 10 out of 10 on my *hot-male-scale*, had what in my opinion was the hottest, most passionate sex, possible... I just sat there staring at the monitor. All I could say was wow. I was impressed, very impressed.

In one of my desktop and downloads folder cleanup binges I threw the file into the trash. And deleted it. Yes, I wanted very much to keep that file, it was not only inspiring, but for me was *THE* perfect porn. And now it's gone. And I can't remember the exact name or size of the file, or anything to help me find it again. And thus, I have KaZaA going on Warp 9.5 downloading every fucking file under the sun that even looks like it is called *BEST EVER GAY PORN* and damnit I *WILL* find that file again. After all, I have yet to put it to it's most important and obvious use! *grin*

and then there were three...

Distance education is a new thing for me. I spent many years attending university classes, only to find out that the best way to learn is in the comfort of your own home. I hate sitting still and listening. I hate sitting still for long periods of time and getting sleepy. I hate even more the thought of spending long periods of time on a chair made of cheap plastic, in a room full of people, looking at someone who may or may not want to be there, while I scribble notes on a piece of paper. (Notation for me consisted of writing down a few keywords and then doodling for an hour) I did not do well in my classes because I hated being in them. I liked most of my profs, I liked most of my subjects, I just didn't do well.

Distance education has changed that for me. I can take a course, research and work at my own pace and I can sit in front of my Mac, or lay in bed reading and working on assignments. And everything is done on a simple, easy to use web page made just for me. Now that is the way it should have been for my other classes! I was *so* born ten years too early *smile*

Nouvelle France - something new for me

I spent the better part of two days as an extra in a movie. What a blast! As I told a few people, I have a real understanding of why actors and directors get paid the big bucks. These people do this their whole lives? Wow. Two days of being up at 3:30am, work a twelve hour day and know you're doing the same thing again tomorrow? Yeah, they deserve both the fame and the money.

I have to say I enjoyed the whole experience immensely. The film, Nouvelle France is set in late 1700's Montreal and thus, I was dressed as a 1700's Frenchman with the little black hat and all. It was so much fun to do. The only thing not great about the whole experience was the shoes. They were dead sexy, but had flat plastic soles... I was ready to cry by the time we finished yesterday. Several aspirin and 10 hours sleep later I feel alive again, but my feet are throbbing still. But that's life, and was well worth it. What an experience.

And the people involved. I got to chitchat with many of the extras and that was fun, but the crew were fabulous. Many were francophones and spoke broken English, and despite this they had unbelievable patience with the extras (I would say 40-50% of us did not speak French) and took very good care of us. And what a friendly lot they were. I wish I could take the 5-10 that were in charge of my group home with me. Fantastic people that even though I only spent two days with, I'm sad I will probably never see any of them again. Ah well, that is what memories are for. And I know I will remember these folks for the rest of my life.